Am      C      F               E
Flow my teares fall from your springs,
Am    C          Dm     E
Exilde for ever: Let me morne
Am                 G     E   F          E
Where nights black bird hir sad infamy sings,
C            F E  Am          Dm E Am
There let me live forlorne.

[Verse]
Am           C     F            E
Downe vaine lights shine you no more,
Am       C          Dm        E
No nights are dark enough for those
     Am    G     E     F                E
That in dispaire their last fortunes deplore,
C          F    E       Am      Dm E Am
Light doth but shame disclose.

[Verse]
   C         F      Dm     C
Never may my woes be relieved,
Am  E Dm        Am
Since pittie is fled,
Dm           F           Am
   And teares, and sighes, and grones
C      G     Dm  F           Am  C        Am        F     E
  My wearie days, my wearie days, of all joyes have deprived.

[Verse]
C                 F       Dm C
From the highest spire of contentment,
Am  E    Dm       Am
My     fortune is throwne,
Dm           F          Am
   And feare, and griefe, and paine
C      G     Dm  F           Am  C        Am          F       E
   For my deserts, For my deserts, are my hopes since hope is gone.

[Verse]
E    Am  Dm    F   E      F   E     Am
Hark you shadowes that in darnesse dwell,
Dm    C  Dm Am    E        C G C
Learn to contemne light,
Am G      Dm Am      F   Am E
Ha---ppy, ha---ppy, that in hell
C            F  E     Am         Dm E Am
Feele not the worlds despite.

[Verse]
E    Am  Dm    F   E      F   E     Am
Hark you shadowes that in darnesse dwell,
Dm    C  Dm Am    E        C G C
Learn to contemne light,
Am G      Dm Am      F   Am E
Ha---ppy, ha---ppy, that in hell
C            F  E     Am         Dm E Am
Feele not the worlds despite.